My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 730: Disaster announcement, chaos is coming!

  Chapter 733 Disaster announcement, chaos is coming!

  The night in the dark field is constantly driven away by the diffused lights.

  These spotlights absorb enough thermal radiation energy during the day, and consume very little, as long as it is not cloudy, they can basically maintain a balance between positive and negative expenditures.

  Bathed in such light, tens of thousands of workers were not afraid, and buried themselves in the fields.

  It is completely different from wheat in the conventional sense. The reason why Xinghuo No. 3 wheat is so popular in the territory is that it is planted in an extremely wide area.

  Not only because of its extremely terrifying yield, which can reach about two thousand catties per mu, but also because of its taste.

  Unique!

  In the age of civilization, any variety with increasing production will face a huge problem, that is, the taste will plummet.

  The larger the yield, the more limited the nutrients absorbed by the plants per unit area, and the worse the taste.

  But the magical Xinghuo No. 3 is different. The flour made from it, no matter what kind of pasta is made, will be 30% more fragrant than ordinary wheat flour out of thin air.

  And the higher the yield of this variety, the better the taste.

  It seems that the auction price of the land king in previous years is enough to be hundreds or thousands of times the price of ordinary wheat!

  Of course, these are the advantages of Xinghuo-3. If you want to talk about its disadvantages, it can only be that harvesting is too difficult.

  This variety, whether it is harvested with a harvester or manpower with a sickle, as long as the wheat ears leave the main pole, it will directly produce a "blast" effect, causing many wheat grains to be scattered directly in the field.

   And this is exactly in response to the word Xinghuo in its name.

  Together is a ball of fire, and to disperse is a sky full of stars.

  Countless wheat grains rolled down the wheat field. If the harvester had to grind back and forth again, the wheat grains would be crushed directly.

  Even as a developer, Su Mo didn't think of how to better replace manpower to complete the work of collecting the burst wheat grains on the ears of wheat.

  But you only need to collect the wheat grains on the ground. Compared with previous years, you have to cut and harvest, and you have to be afraid of stepping on the wheat. I don’t know how much easier it is.

  From the happy expressions on the faces of these people in the field, it can be seen that they are very satisfied with the balance between work and income tonight!

  “If only I had such easy work every day, I can scrape together materials to build a solid underground shelter in a year”

  "Nowadays, you still have to fix it yourself? Don't want to think about how to buy a better identity?"

  "Identity? That thing is too far away. The most basic identity in Tianyuan Territory needs 3,000 points. I have to eat and drink for decades to afford it. How can it be?"

  "You can work in an official plantation, doesn't it mean that it only takes five years to get a status?"

  "Official? If they have this harvester, maybe I would really like to do it!"

  “.”

   chatting while picking up wheat grains on the ground.

  In order to avoid being too lonely when working at night, many workers have a simple pager on their waist, which allows them to speak freely within a fixed frequency.

  Everyone, tell me a sentence. Although the work is hard, I don't feel much lonely.

  Compared to the panic during the disaster, I don't know how many times better.

  "The clock is about to turn, I'm going to have a supper next to me later, is there any brother going with me?"

  "I'll go, wait for me on the other side of the field later, I have to reward myself for working so easy today"

   "Grass, is this the reward? I know there is a batch of fried skewers, and I will go later"

  "It's so classic, you really spend it where you earn money, so you can save **** in a year!"

  “.”

  It was approaching twelve o'clock, and many workers who had finished their meal in the afternoon felt that they were hungry, and they had already made noises on their pagers in advance.

  Especially when they smell the scents wafting over from the night market, many people find it even more difficult to control their consumption desires, wishing to have a big meal right away.

  It is true that they also know the importance of saving money.

  However, if you can come to work in a private Liangfang, how many people will care about the next five or ten years? Without statistics, you can know that at least 80% of the people have the idea of ​​being drunk today.

  The current efforts are nothing but to live a better life now.

  This, and those who are only willing to work in official plantations, simply form two extremes with obvious differences.

  Of course, in the eyes of the territory, the uncertainty of such a person will increase several times accordingly.

  It seems like now, the closer it is to twelve o'clock, the more nervous the guards standing by the field are, and some people have even put their hands in safe positions, waiting for the riot to break out and suppressing it immediately.

   "There are three minutes and twelve o'clock, let's go, come back after eating and continue working"

  I don't know who said something in the pager, and there was a clatter, and dozens of people put down their shovels at the same time.

  The next second, like a tide, more and more workers began to rest.

  Some people choose to go to the night market, while others take out the dry food in their pockets and start eating with water.

  Before the clock ticked, the originally peaceful place suddenly became noisy.

  Just

  "Everyone, sit still, martial law for ten minutes"

  Eleven fifty-eight, before the first person who put down the shovel stepped out of the field, the loudspeakers in all directions began to sound a unified male voice.

  Listening clearly to what the voice said, even many people panicked, thinking that yesterday's attack was going to happen again.

  But there are clearly prohibited action standards, and everyone has no way to escape. They can only sit on the dirt under the surveillance of loaded guns and live ammunition, waiting for the so-called ten minutes to end.

  At 11:59, the order was delivered. Under the surveillance of high-altitude drones, all migrant workers stopped, and only the harvester in front was still faithfully performing its work, leaving one piece after another. The harvested wheat field.

  Boom!

  Boom!

  Boom!

  There are only ten seconds left before the clock turns, and the loud bells in the town also ring, which means that the next day is coming.

  And now, when they heard this strange bell, many people who knew the inside story finally changed their faces wildly!

   In Tianyuan Territory, there is a thick wall clock in the center of every town, named "Disaster Clock".

  The bell seldom rings, only during the three-day announcement period before the disaster, one hour before the disaster, and one hour before the disaster ends.

  In the past four years, during the summer and autumn harvests every year, this disaster bell has never sounded once, so that 80% of these migrant workers do not even know that this thing exists.

  Only those social cows who like to brag and communicate with local people understand the function and significance of this thing.

  "Disaster is coming!"

  In the last few seconds, many people wanted to pick up pagers to communicate.

  But when they picked it up, they realized that the frequency of the call had already been blocked by the jammers of the guards, leaving only disorderly noises ringing in their ears.

  Obviously, the Tianyuan Territory had already received the disaster information, and even made precautionary preparations in advance, but they didn't tell these outsiders.

  "Damn it!"

  Lost the only means of communication, everyone seemed to have fallen back to the isolated island in the early days of the wasteland, with uncontrollable fear in their hearts.

  But no matter how much they resisted, with the final bang, the familiar game panel finally popped up slowly!

  [Record]: Wasteland time: June 17, eight years

  [Record]: Wasteland Game Version Number: Version 6.5 (Civilization Recovery)

  [Record]: It is detected that the current game environment has met the requirement of "independent disaster". The game will launch an independent disaster plan in three natural days. Now the specific disaster details will be announced to all players

  [Record]: This independent disaster is the 198th disaster in the wasteland, belonging to: summer series disaster type; astronomical type; time type

  [Record]: This independent disaster is the 9th occurrence of the wasteland, and the 9th disaster of the summer series, and the 99th disaster of the celestial phenomena. A high-quality player who plays games in the wasteland.

  [Record]: This reward includes but is not limited to: special attribute props (out of print), special attribute cards (out of print), special attribute equipment (out of print), special territory buildings (out of print), special territory gains (rare), etc. A large number of trading points (upper limit: one million points, lower limit: one thousand points) to encourage players to better express their value in the disaster link and complete the version goal

  [Record]: This disaster is officially confirmed, code-named -'Hail Doom'

  [Record]: The specific disaster information has been released to all players' game panels, please open the panel to view

  [Record]: This disaster game will re-enable the ranking module, and the top ten game players will get special rewards from the game (the specific ranking will be refreshed in real time after the disaster starts, and the past ranking will refer to the previous game Grades are tentatively defined)

  【Record】: This disaster will be the last independent disaster in version 6.5, please cherish this game opportunity

  [Record]: I wish all players a happy game!

  Wow!

  The disaster bulletin board that popped up suddenly, as well as the disaster information that came one after another, are no longer unfamiliar to all the humans who have lived in the wasteland for eight years.

  Frequent disasters have occurred 198 times in eight years, and each time represents a large amount of death and suffering.

  With the real-time monitoring of the guards, many people are eager to shout, wanting to angrily reprimand why the territory has concealed information until now, and why it didn't notify in advance half a month ago.

  But when the dense gunfire sounded, they could only sit numbly and lower their "cheap" heads.

  Yes, they are lowly outsiders with no status.

  Tianyuan Territory does not have the obligation to inform the disaster information in advance, nor is it obligated to help them survive the disaster.

  Here, after all, is not an orphanage for human beings, nor is it the last refuge.

  It is as ruthless and powerful as thousands of ordinary territories.

  There is no room for bargaining.

  "The disaster, heh, it's an independent disaster again, and it's this high-sounding excuse to kill"

  "In three days, besides Zizai Liangfang, who else can harvest the wheat!"

  "This year's food price, I'm afraid it will be"

  Sitting in the field of Zizai Liangfang, Ge Jian'an, who was tall and dark, looked at the information popped up on the game panel numbly, and muttered in his mouth.

  His home is in the Dragon and Phoenix territory.

  One is located 400 kilometers east of Tianyuan Territory. The name sounds domineering, but its size is only about three times the size of Sangtian Town.

  There, he has a small yard, five acres of Susukida, a wife, and children.

  The survival pressure from the family, if there is no disaster, then this field can support a family of four with no shortage of food and clothing.

  But with frequent disasters, he can only leave his hometown and come to work in Tianyuan Territory every summer and autumn harvest in order to earn some points and buy supplies to fill the emptiness of his family's reserves.

  In the past years, every time he was very successful, he was able to successfully earn a suitable reward, and bought enough disaster relief supplies to bring back to the Dragon Phoenix territory, and wait until the next harvest season.

  But if you walk too much at night, you will always meet ghosts.

  This time, he was not surprised by the sudden independent disaster, but he was a little worried that his wife and children at home would be in danger.

  "Fortunately, the temporary shelter I built under the house is very strong. Even if ordinary hail breaks through the thick wooden boards of the house, it will definitely not be able to do anything to the layers of steel plates I erected under the temporary shelter."

   was the first to pull to the bottom. After reading the code name of this disaster, Ge Jianan was slightly relieved.

  But then, when he saw the message next to the disaster code, he couldn't help but stare, and quickly pulled back to the first one and began to read it carefully.

  The disaster notification information has appeared too many times in the wasteland, some are long and some are short, some are detailed and some are brief.

When there are the most  , such as when the version is updated, there are usually two or three pages of messages with thousands of words in length to notify.

When    is the least, such as during a series of disasters, there may be only two or three sentences, and there is no other detailed description.

  This time, there are not many sentences in the description, and there are only a few hundred words in the eloquence.

  can be the meaning of this.

  "My God, this time the game is crazy, and it rewards so many out-of-print things in a small indie disaster"

  "Damn, cards, props, equipment, territory buildings, territory gains, Bodhisattva, what are these things!"

  Glanced at the newly added reward list, if the guards were not still standing by, Ge Jian'an would have stood up in shock and shouted.

  Cards, during the eight years of the wasteland game, only appeared frequently in the early days of the wasteland in the first half of the first year, and in the second half of the fourth year during the reconstruction of civilization.

  At other times, this item is pitifully rare, and it is a scarce product that uses one less.

  Taking the current market price as an example, even the lowest first-tier card can easily sell for a high price of hundreds of thousands of points.

   In the Tianyuan Territory, there are also express regulations.

  As long as anyone brings a card related to "resource recovery", they will immediately receive a reward of one million transaction points, ten permanent identity permissions, and can enjoy the protection of a 30-member guard alone. As well as luxurious rewards such as owning a villa in Hope City.

   It is no exaggeration to say that as long as you can get one, it can definitely change your life.

  As for the rest, it is even more astonishing. For example, Ge Jianan has never seen or experienced the special gain of the territory.

  But looking at the literal meaning, he can also imagine how terrifying the value of this thing will be.

   "It's terrible, what is the origin of this hailstorm disaster, so many rewards?"

  Continuing to glance at the rewards, Ge Jianan turned off the message notification greedily, and went straight to the disaster panel to start checking.

  After a delay of two or three seconds, a new panel appeared in his field of vision.

  [Disaster code name]: Hail Doom

  [Disaster Difficulty]: Blue

  [Disaster time]: 72 hours

  [Disaster Description]: When disaster strikes, the wasteland will produce large-scale covered hailstones, which will fall at hourly intervals. In every 24 hours, the frequency and volume of hailstones will continue to increase in proportion to the distribution, and until the end of 24 hours, the hailstones will return to their original form and continue to change cumulatively.

  [Disaster details]:

  Initial hail frequency: 5000/per square kilometer/minute (increase 10% each time, that is, 5500 for the second time, 6000 for the third time, 6500 for the third time, until the twelfth time 11000)

  Initial hail volume: 3.0cm in diameter (increase 25% each time, that is, 3.25cm for the second time, 3.5cm for the third time, 3.75cm for the third time, and 6cm for the twelfth time)

  [Ranking Mode]: Confrontation: Players will use the ground as a horizontal line during the hailstorm, and when they are on it, the score will automatically start to be counted. According to the wave number and resistance performance of the hailstorm, the higher the accumulated points, the reward The higher it is (Note: When the player is in a building that he did not build himself, the points will not be counted)

  "Confrontation?"

  "What kind of monster ranking method is this? Who will stand outside and wait to be smashed when it rains hail?"

   "Would you like to pass the tribulation here?"

  Looking at the weird ranking mode, Ge Jianan kept complaining.

  As long as the game provides a ranking mode in the disaster, all of them will die strangely.

  For example, during an earthquake, the longer who can stay on the ground without falling, the more points he will get.

  For another example, during a hurricane, whoever runs the longest in the opposite direction will be able to come out on top.

   Each time, these ranking models are different, but one thing is certain.

  These methods are extremely anti-human!

  "But it's okay, this scale of hail, as long as you don't think about rewards and hide underground, there should be no safety issues"

  After calculating in his mind for a while, Ge Jianan felt relieved.

  Although after the hailstorm passed, his self-built house would definitely be lost, and the vegetables in the field would probably be smashed to pieces.

  You can hide in a temporary shelter, as long as people are not in danger, things are gone!

  "By the way, the leaderboard that has been closed for more than a year seems to be open"

  "I don't know whether Yu Tina, the judge of Xuanwu, is the first, or Herbert, the King of the Northland, is better. Oh, and there is also the sun **** Louis Relph. These three have been competing for many years!"

  Spitting out two nicknames that were slightly secondary, Ge Jianan smiled, and clicked repeatedly on the panel to jump to the leaderboard page.

  Eight years have passed, and the names of the people on this list have become more and more frequent, and they have basically become fixed.

  The ones in the forefront are almost all representatives of super territories, and it is rare to see small and medium territories, let alone lone wolves.

  Like Nayu Tie, the well-deserved No. 1 combat power in the Dragon Banner Territory, and Herbert, the special coach of the Frozen Northland, and the rest named Luis Ralph, the Sun God, is the The leader of the golden giant eagle.

  These three people can do some behaviors beyond ordinary people's understanding every time in a disaster, and they have always been ahead of others by a large margin in the standings, constantly competing for the first place.

  It's just that in the past two years, Herbert from the Northland has temporarily led the way due to geographical advantages, and the other two can only follow closely behind not to be left behind.

   "Hey, this number one is Yu Tie, I remember he was more than 2,000 points away from Herbert last time?"

  Looking at the standings at first glance, Ge Jianan was a little surprised when he saw that the territorial mark at the back was Huaxia.

  This standings is the most discussed thing after dinner, and many people will even fight because of the ranking.

  The last time he bragged, he kept in mind a person who had said loudly about the characteristics of the three of them, as well as the difference in specific points.

  Unexpectedly, Yu Tie surpassed him without making a sound!

  "Good, good!"

  Praised, Ge Jianan habitually looked down, wanting to see how many places Huaxia can occupy in the top 30 of the ranking this time.

  But looking down, he was stunned.

  In the third position, he unexpectedly saw another Chinese logo, which represented another Chinese person who reached the top three.

   "What the hell~IndoMTL.com~ Isn't Zhao Changxiao the sixth in the clear sky in Zixiao's territory? Why is he third?"

  Swiping the panel forward, Ge Jianan muttered and looked at the third name.

  But when he saw it, he was even more confused.

  The third name is none other than Xuanwu Judge Yu Tie.

  "No, the first is not"

  Ge Jianan raised his eyes and looked up.

  In the first second, when he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar name, his mind was still a little confused, and he only searched among the names that were often mentioned.

  In the second second, no match was found, so he whispered the name with only two characters, thinking about it.

  The third second.

  Boom!

  Ge Jianan's mind was completely blown!

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  (end of this chapter)